Work

There is no easy way out.
There is no end.
Things have to get done.
And they are hard.
It’s hard work.

And that’s that.

Life is not play.
It’s work.
And work is good.

It makes you strong.
It gives you something to look at.
To focus on.
To try.

Work.
Not wealth.
What would wealth really give anyway?
What good?

The thing about wealth is that it ties you up into this world in ways that are unhealthy.
You end up worrying about things that no one should be worried about.
It turns you into something.
Slowly.
Bit by bit.
It becomes the driving force behind every decision.
HOW CAN I MAKE OUT ON TOP IN THIS EXCHANGE?
God forbid you give more than you receive.

What about taking the dollar you have in your hand
And using it today on something right in front of you.
On something you need.
Something someone else needs.
Something that can be useful.
Something that’s worth having along the way.

How many times have I not spent money on something I regret not having spent
All for a some vague sense of an ideal that equates doing the right thing with frugalness.
What about GENEROSITY?
What about living with an open hand?
That money I didn’t spend ends up getting spent on something pointless later on anyway.
Wealth is not security.
Yes, it’s pretty stable.
But what are you actually securing?
Is the person who has wealth, and is made from wealth, a good person to be?
If I have wealth, will I not have to work anymore?
No.
Of course not.

LIFE IS WORK.
It’s toil.
And that’s the point.

Work hard.
Do good work.